Stupid biceps

Ah, the joy of day two after your first workout in too long. The second day is always marked by complete inability to move without pain. The soreness grew all yesterday, and today my biceps refuse to move nicely. And if you want to watch me roll around on the floor in pain, feel free to come up and punch me in a pectoral muscle.

That said, I’m glad to have this pain. It’s familiar. It reminds me I’m alive. And that my physical body is doing something.